the realization that the plot of your life doesn't make sense to you anymore— that although you
thought you were following the arc of the story, you keep finding yourself immersed in
passages
you don't understand, that don't even seem to belong in the same genre—which requires
you to go
back and reread the chapters you had originally skimmed to get to the good parts, only
to learn
that all along you were supposed to choose your own adventure.
— The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows
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